“Hurry, hurry, hurry!” The five frantically rushed around the apartment grabbing their things. She completely let time slip through her fingers. She was enjoying good company, sharing community.… Read more “Satirical Efforts, pt. 1”

Sitting here listening to Jack Johnson over my gramophone, with a virtual fireplace crackling (that’s what you get when you don’t have a real fireplace), reading some apologetics… Read more “Cold November Days…”